Copacabana, Rio de Janeiro: 28oC, hottish, sunny and overcast.
I am excited to write today. I do not know why. Is it because I am enjoying this new journaling exercise in my life? Or is it because this morning was quite unique?
I woke up at 4:30 a.m., fully aware that I had to be back home by 6 for my first class at 7. It was still dark outside when I left home at 10 to 5. Instead of turning left towards Leme at the end of my street facing the beach, I turned right towards Posto 6-Ipanema.
As the sun rose, the sky gradually brightened, and I was given countless opportunities to take pictures. Every direction I looked, there was an image in my head and a photo to take.
As an amateur photographer equipped with only a camera phone, it was an exhilarating experience. Since there were very few people on the streets at that time, it was easy to take a great shot without anyone getting in the way. Truly sublime!
After spending some quality time alone, I did what I enjoy: walking and taking photos. I returned home and cooked some black beans that I had soaked overnight. I really love black beans, but I’m not sure if they’re available in England now.
In the past, only red, white, and green beans were available, but not black. I don’t need meat or anything else with a well-seasoned plate of beans and rice – just a little salt, black pepper, and extra virgin olive oil. It’s the best!
The rest of the day was dedicated to teaching and planning for what needs to be done after Carnival is over. This week and the next are essentially unproductive weeks due to the festivities.
This time, it is like a big, heavy steam train that stops at the platform and remains there for a long time. When it’s time to leave, building up enough inertia takes even more time and effort to get going again.
This is how Brazil is during Carnival.
In bed by 9:00 p.m.
Thank you.
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Richard
